I chuckled and responded back.
Me: Large top and large bottom. Don’t pick me up nothing wit’ no hearts and shit on it, Thyri.
She replied back immediately.
Thyri: I’ma do my best. But remember, we gotta stay in theme. Talk later
I stared at the screen for a few seconds, then it hit me. I hadn’t even officially asked her to be my Valentine yet. I was out of pocket and had to get on that before the party this weekend.
“Yo, you asked Danae to be your Valentine yet?”
Aura looked up from his phone with his brow raised. “What you mean ask her? That’s already understood. What other nigga gon’ be her Valentine?”
I laughed. “Nigga, no, it ain’t.”
He blinked at me, face all screwed up like I had said something wrong. “We together. How it ain’t understood that she my Valentine?”
“Women wanna be asked, bruh. Whether you’re dating, engaged, or married, they wanna be asked at all levels.”
“You asked Thyri yet?”
“Nah. That’s why I brought it up cause I have to. We late as hell.”
“So, let me get this straight. I’m supposed to formally ask something she should already know?”
“Yep.”
“You know what? Fuck it. If that’s the unspoken rule, then that’s the rule. I ain’t ‘bout to have my baby feeling left out anyway, so Valentine’s Day proposal it is. So, what you doing?”
I leaned back in the seat, thinking.
“We don’t do simple, but we do thoughtful. It’s last minute, so we might not be able to get no big shit done.”
“Says who?” Aura countered. “It takes money to do big shit. We got money, so we can do big shit.”
“Yeah, but the thought we put into it gon’ mean more than the money we spent, feel me?”
He nodded. “True. I ain’t tryna do nothing corny though.”
“Define corny.”
“Teddy bears holding stuffed hearts. It’s overdone, and it ain’t original. This our first Valentine’s Day proposal. We gotta make it memorable.”
“It ain’t my first one. I asked Kennedy wack ass when we were together.”
“And what you asked her with?”
I smirked. “A teddy bear holding a stuffed heart.”
“Exactly.” We burst out laughing. “Thyri deserves better.”
“Facts.”
The car went silent again, us both in our heads, trying to figure out the best way to make the new women in our lives feel special.
“I got it,” he let out. “The Galentine’s dinner at Mil’s tonight. They both gon’ be there.”
I sat up straighter and smirked slightly. “We gon’ crash it?”
